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Istg I'm cursed. Its either with getting stuck on one account or life blows up anytime I have muse and/or time to write here.
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She seemed to go rigid for a moment. The irises of her eyes shrinking to slits as she looked over the prosthetic. Soft rumbles, heat rising from her as she tilts in to touch and look at it more.
"Who has done such a thing to you . . ?"
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"Hm . . ?"
Her head tilts, expression changing. Eyes softened into curious concern.
"Someone such as you? Was your upbringing hard because of something that you are?"
Now she was very much intrigued. He seemed such a pleasant human.
"Were you harmed by other humans. . ?"
Belle.โก
Never played a flight sim in my life. I'm through Ace Combat 7 and almost through 8. Damn good games.
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This was . . ๐๐๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ก๐. Oh he was just too cute. All the flattery was working wonders for him. The dragoness purred softly, the rumble emitting from her chest and throat.
Slowly and gently, she tapped his cheek with the back of her claw.
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It was quite surprising that this small creature was able to hold her and run. Hands rested on her legs, eyes watching as the world moved by them.
This wasn't so bad, it was about the paces she could run, perhaps faster if she truly tried.
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โ ๐ผ๐ผ๐ท. โ
; โโ แดสแด yแดแดษดษข แดแดษด แดแดสแดแดสแดแด
แด๊ฑ สษช๊ฑ สแดแดกแดส สแดส๊ฐ yษชแดสแด
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แดษด แดแดษดแดแด แด๊ฐ ๐ค๐ท๐ณ๐ฑ๐ ๊ฑแดฉแดแดแด ๊ฐแดส แดสแด ษขแดสแด
แดษด แดษดแด'๊ฑ *แดกแดษชษขสแด*.
สแดแดก, สแดสแด แดสแด๊ฑ แดสแด๊ฑแด แดสแดแดษดแด
สแดส แดษด สแดแดส ๊ฑษชแด
แด๊ฑ แด๊ฑ แดสแดy แดฉสแดแดฉแดสแด
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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ Looming over him . .
โ โ โ โ โ Does he need something . . ?
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He hasn't seen @AureateOne in quite sometime, perhaps he should bother her a bit?
Without knowing, that little song that reached his voice made her lips curl. For a moment her bored look melted slightly, she found it cute. A sound that resonated. When around humans, it was not often she showed much emotion. They tended to act upon any show of it.
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He did not know her, but it was through that unknowing that allowed his self to shine through. Indeed, wasn't it strangers that brought about hope more than the people close by you at times? Bound by a mere thread, crimson red strong, life had connected them together. >
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"It is, odd how calm it is here. It is as if man and nature belong together. It is shared here. Is it all made by the hands of humans? Truly?"
The answer was obvious, but it still seemed out of the realm of possibility. It was less she did not believe it.
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